My team slaved our asses off this week (16-hour workdays), and it's time to relax.
Friday is the Google Holiday Party. I'm taking my brother. There's a pre-party in the Mission, and an after-party at a nightclub. Also, E invited Sha-mayn and me to a bar where Googlers will meet up during official party hours, as an alternative. He promised to buy us rock lobsters. We got excited until he clarified that it's just a drink called the Rock Lobster.
Me: So we're going to pre-party, party, during-the-party party, and after-party?
Sha-mayn: I can only do the last three.
I don't have a dress to wear yet. I bought this one off Victoria's Secret online:
It arrived and fits great, but the texture is wrong. It's a cotton fabric, a regular-night-out dress. This year I want to go over-the-top for the Holiday Party, since I missed Halloween by going to Egypt.
I want my dress to be so princessy that people look at it and say, "Are you fucking kidding me?"